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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO DAPHNE, by WALTER BESANT First Line: Like apple-blossom, white and red Last Line: Are daphne's blushing cheeks, I swear. | |||
LIKE apple-blossom, white and red; Like hues of dawn, which fly too soon; Like bloom of peach, so softly spread; Like thorn of May and rose of June -- Oh, sweet! oh, fair! beyond compare, Are Daphne's cheeks, Are Daphne's blushing cheeks, I swear. That pretty rose, which comes and goes Like April sunshine in the sky, I can command it when I choose -- See how it rises if I cry. Oh, sweet! oh, fair! beyond compare, Are Daphne's cheeks, Are Daphne's blushing cheeks, I swear. Ah! when it lies round lips and eyes, And fades away, again to spring, No lover, sure, could ask for more Than still to cry, and still to sing: Oh, sweet! oh, fair! beyond compare, Are Daphne's cheeks, Are Daphne's blushing cheeks, I swear. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JOSEPH'S COAT by GEORGE HERBERT ROUGE BOUQUET [MARCH 7, 1918] by ALFRED JOYCE KILMER AN ESSAY ON CRITICISM by ALEXANDER POPE AUTUMN by JESSIE ALBERT BARNEY A DIGIT OF THE MOON by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |
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